Only when he rushed to that place did he discover several men in black standing on the precipice, their heads all bowed as if searching for something.
Hearing the sound just now, Mo Yunjing could easily guess what had happened.
In an instant, his face darkened, his brows furrowed, and the line of his jaw clenched tightly.
His hand gripping the sword was bulging with veins, and in the next instant, he leaped into the air. Before those few men in black could even feel the intense killing intent emanating from him, Mo Yun Jing’s sword had already sent them to their deaths.
These people probably couldn’t have imagined in their wildest dreams that they would die so quietly and without a sound.
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They couldn’t even see the enemy’s faces before Mo Yunjing sealed their throats with a single sword strike, leaving them no chance to resist.
After silencing these people, Mo Yunjing walked expressionlessly to the edge of the cliff. He looked down at the abyss that was impossible to see the bottom of, and pondered for a moment.
Just as he was about to figure out a way down the cliff, a gust of wind blew behind him, carrying with it a menacing aura that could not be ignored.
His eyes were cold, the sword in his hand gathering power as he turned to meet the force head-on.
As could be seen, the sword in his hand had indeed been shattered into pieces. This showed how much force Bai Feng had used just now.
Mo Yunjing recovered and saw Bai Feng attacking him again.
Under normal circumstances, Bai Feng would naturally not be his opponent.
He had spent too much energy just to kill Yun Ruisheng, and Yun Ruisheng was not an easy person to deal with.
Although he kept a composed face throughout the fight and remained in relatively good condition, Yun Rui had undeniably seriously injured him.
This has led to him now being White Maple’s opponent, and he’s clearly outmatched.
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Bai Feng’s eyes were bloodshot, his whole body filled with killing intent. This time, he came to avenge his father’s death.
Every move he made was aimed directly at taking Mo Yun Jing’s life.
For a while, the two fought fiercely, neither gaining an advantage.
……
As the two fighters clashed on the precipice, Mo Junyi used both hands to grip a vine and climbed upwards step by step.
Those in black forced him to the edge of the cliff. If he hadn’t jumped down, he would have been killed by their swords by now.
He also thought that jumping down would most likely kill him, but he unexpectedly grabbed a vine and survived by chance.
As long as he climbs up safely, those people should have already gone back to report. In that case, he’ll be safe and have escaped a disaster.
I wonder how Wu Shu is doing now. Those two were incredibly skilled, I hope Wu Shu can manage to escape them successfully.
His hand, gripping the vine, was bleeding and trembling violently, but he didn’t dare to loosen his grip.
Step by step, he didn’t know how long it had been, getting closer and closer to the cliff. Just then, he seemed to hear a noise from above.
He was slightly stunned, his heart sinking. Could that group still be guarding up there?
But he had jumped down for a long time.
If those people were really up there, he would be dead for sure if he went up.
Thinking of this, Mo Junyi frowned and did not rush to climb any further.
He stopped to listen for any sounds above. At that moment, he heard Bai Feng’s voice.
“Mo Yun Jing, today none of us can live!”
“!” Mo Junyi heard the words, knowing that his fifth uncle was above. Listening to Bai Feng’s words as if he were going to die together, he didn’t know what was happening above. After coming back to his senses, he wanted to climb up quickly.
It’s a pity that Bai Feng has indeed lost his reason. Thinking of his father dying at the hands of Mo Yunjing, he now wants to die with Mo Yunjing.
Every strike Zhao Zhao made carried an undeniable killing intent. Mo Yunjing was severely wounded by him, coughing up blood several times, while Zhao Zhao himself wasn’t faring much better.
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He had one hand severed by Mo Yunjing, and a tree branch from his hand pierced through his right leg.
But he still didn’t think of stopping, and wouldn’t allow Mo Yunjing a chance to pull away.
Both of them had already broken their swords long ago, and now they were wielding branches snapped off trees.
But even a branch, held in the hands of two people, can still be a formidable weapon.
Finally, seeing Mo Yunjing finally couldn’t hold on any longer, he seized the opportunity, and the branch in his hand suddenly stabbed into Mo Yunjing’s chest.
At that moment, Mo Yunjing’s branch pierced Bai Feng’s heart at the same time.
The two of them immediately struck each other with all their might, both falling off the cliff.
Mo Junyi was almost to the top, but then he saw two figures fall past him.
At that moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. When he realized it was his Uncle Five falling, his heart seemed to stop beating.
Mo Yunjing saw him the moment he was about to fall. He had been distracted for a moment because of the noise he heard coming from the bottom of the cliff.
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It was precisely in that instant that Bai Feng struck, inflicting such deep pain.
Mo Junyi saw that Mo Yunjing’s lips seemed to move, but at this moment, he only felt a buzzing in his ears, making him unable to hear anything.
By the time he reacted, Mo Yunjing had already closed his eyes and fallen straight down. He immediately screamed hoarsely, “Fifth Uncle!!”
Even though his Fifth Uncle’s face was covered in blood, he couldn’t be mistaken. It was his Fifth Uncle who had fallen down just now.
Because he was too shocked, excited, and afraid, his hands lost their grip on the vines.
He didn’t know why, but suddenly his will to survive became extremely strong. As he was falling a few feet, he grabbed onto another vine once again. But even after regaining his balance, his eyes remained fixed on the direction where Mo Yunjing had fallen.
Now I can see nothing, and there is no echo from the bottom of the cliff.
Uncle Wu, his Uncle Wu…no…no way anything could happen to him. His Uncle Wu would be fine.
He, with such poor skills, was able to grab onto a vine and climb back up after falling. His fifth uncle is so much more skilled; there’s no reason he couldn’t have held on.
So his fifth uncle will definitely come up.
Yes, his fifth uncle is definitely able to come up.
I kept constructing this image in my mind, but I don’t know if he truly felt that way or if he was just trying to deceive himself. Either way, that’s how it remained.
Mo Junyi’s eyes showed a firm glint. He closed his eyes for a moment, then looked up and tightened his grip on the vine with both hands.
Even though his palms were still bleeding profusely, even more than before, he seemed to feel no pain at all. He just kept climbing, step by painful step, towards the top.
He needed to make sure he stayed alive. He had medical skills, and as long as he was alive, he could be the first to treat his uncle’s wounds when his uncle arrived.
At this moment, he climbed tirelessly upwards, not knowing how long it had been until he finally reached the top. He was almost completely drained and lay on the ground, trembling with exhaustion.